Remy Banks - Money. lyrics

[Hook: Remy Banks & Slayter] n***a ain't no money like show money No money like blow money It's no money like no money Who the f** is you? I don't know, money Got new money Got old money Got drug money Got ho money f** this rap sh** that sh** slow money Rather hit the block and get fasho money Fasho money Couple dollars you looking hungry Funny money got 'em laughing Cause you looking crummy Got bloody money Circumstances got 'em running from me No matter how far they get It comes right back to me Back to me Get the paper then I blow money Blow money Snow bunny with her nose runny Throw her twenty Make her a** hit the store for me Drive the whip city-to-city On the road money [Verse 1: Remy Banks] I done seen money turn righteous n***as evil Hit the switch up on they people for a slice of the pie I don't know how you let that paper chase deceive you Cause I could never let a dime disturb my brothers and I We moving towards longevity dough Got our eyes on the prize Treasure chest full of rubies and gold Smoking on a charter island Bags of money parachuting from the sky The life I'm trying to live 'til I go You feel me though [Verse 2: Slayter] I ain't been able to write lately I've been lacking pa**ion Seeing things happen but I kept writing My b**h heard my song was about her She got excited Whatever d** I pa** to her She gonna hide it I need that richer-than-your-father money Crib near Fordham where I hide the money We multiply the money Me and my n***as we divide the money So much paper we might die with money And you can't take it from me [Hook: Remy Banks & Slayter] n***a ain't no money like show money No money like blow money It's no money like no money Who the f** is you? I don't know, money Got new money Got old money Got drug money Got ho money f** this rap sh** that sh** slow money Rather hit the block and get fasho money Fasho money Couple dollars you looking hungry Funny money got 'em laughing Cause you looking crummy Got bloody money Circumstances got 'em running from me No matter how far they get It comes right back to me Back to me Get the paper then I blow money Blow money Snow bunny with her nose runny Throw her twenty Make her a** hit the store money Drive the whip city-to-city On the road money